God, it felt wonderful! I loved the feeling of my female body enveloped in his strong masculine one, his scents...everything about him.The kiss seemed... to go on forever, and it might have, except for the unexpected sound of Andy's office door opening. It was Dr. Johnny Fever, just off the air after his morning drive shift. He was wearing his dark sunglasses, indoors, even though it was cloudy outside. He mumbled "Hi Andy, Hi Bailey," and made a beeline straight for the coffee urn. He filled his. He’d just gotten to engineering when the ‘special’ communicator went off.“Yes Sire, not too good right now hung over as hell.” Dempsy said into it.“I don’t give a crap! Get your ass ready! I am transferring you to the emperor’s command ship. Damn it! I said step up sergeant!” Hartwell’s voice was barking out orders over the communicator.“Damn it sir!” Dempsy was whispering into the communicator. “You promised you wouldn’t bring that up! I’m happy being a lowly crewman!”“That doesn’t matter now,. Where was she? What was this strange bed?Suddenly aghast, she remembered details of the night before and her lovemaking with Bezaffa. How could she? How could Binta ever forgive her? How had she allowed herself to be so led? It must have been the alcohol. She looked around the room. It was empty, but from a room further down the corridor she could hear the sound of a man talking on the radio and the relentless hum and roar of a washing machine. How much had she had to drink? This unpleasant. ”Cassie blocked out her basic design with grey spray paint conjuring scaffolding to help reach the higher parts of the wall while Letty covered her side of the building with clay.“Fuck, she’s fast,” Cassie slurred, blinking at the speed at which clay materialised on the wall. Letty noticed them observing her and gave Cassie a smile and a wink. Unlike Cassie she seemed sober. Fortunately, the effects of alcohol did not last very long in this place.“Are you sure this is a good idea?” asked Alex..